I leaned against the bar at the double deuce and watched as dalton escorted two men out. He nodded at me as he passed by. My foot tapped to the beat as I turned my attention back to the dance floor. Wade made his way back over to me, a smile growing on his face as he neared.
“ain’t never seen this place so quiet.” He yelled as he got close enough. I nodded in agreement. “Might even mean we could dance a little.”
“If this is you asking me to dance, you’re doing a piss poor job of it Garrett.” I teased. “Besides you think that’s best? Between those stitches and the way you dance…I’m sure you’ll pull something.” Dalton chuckled as he took up his spot next to me. Wade made a face at me as he brushed his hair out of his face.
“Don’t torture the poor man (Y/N).” Dalton gently bumped my shoulder. “Go ahead. Me and the boys can hold down the fort. Live a little.” Wade wiggled his eyebrows at me, making me laugh. “Lord knows he needs it.” Dalton whispered as I pushed off the bar.
“alright. One dance Garrett. But the second I notice those stitches are loose…” I waved a finger at his face.
“I know. I know. You’ll have me sent to the doc so fast my head’ll spin.” Wade laughed. “You’re not as tough as you look.”
“I don’t know.” I teased as his hands settled on my waist. “Daltons said I can be scary as fuck when I need to be.”
“when you need to be.” Wade reiterated. “Something he taught you. Which is something I taught him.” I nodded as my fingers tangled in his hair. “Circle of life. It’s a bitch.” Wade’s eyes closed in contentment as he softly hummed along to the music, getting lost in the way I was combing through his hair as he pulled me closer. “Feels good to be doing this again.” He sighed, leaning his head against mine.
“I’m sure it does.” I murmured, gazing fondly at him. “After that scare you gave us all.”
“what’s one more damn scar to the collection.” He muttered before pulling me flush against him. “Proves I’m alive. That’s all I can ask for in this shitty world anymore.”
“and me.” I teased. Wade smiled happily at me.
“yeah. And you.” He agreed. Wade leaned in to kiss me, hands sliding into my back pockets. “Always you. I hope you know that whenever I say shit like that…you’re always included even if I don’t explicitly say it.” I smiled at him as he buried his face in my neck.
“I know wade.” I murmured as I felt him smile against my skin before pressing a kiss to my pulse point. “Down cowboy.” I laughed as I gently tugged on his hair.
“that ain’t the way to do it darling.” He intoned as he lifted his head. “And you know it.” Wade chuckled as I tugged on his hair again. “Looks like you’re raring to go.” He raised an eyebrow at me as the song ended.
“we’re staying here til shifts over.” I warned him.
“and what happens after?” He asked, trialing behind me with his fingers intertwined with mine.
“wouldn’t you like to know old man.” I teased. Wade tugged on our hands, pulling me back towards him. He caught me by the hips, hands quickly slipping back into my pockets. He kissed me soundly, holding the promise of something more later.
“I would like to know.” He whispered, eyes sparkling.
“but something tells me you already do.” I whispered back as he pulled me in for another kiss, breaking away only at the sound of glass shattering. “Here we go again.” I sighed as we headed off in different directions, stopping another fight before it even got a chance to start.
